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All alone, tilted head. God’s vines fall around what’s said Entrapped in rapture, Jungian shadows wrap my stature as dreamcatchers hold concepts captured. Safety in this sacred space. Aromatic, mystic scents Pressure though as psychonauts try to find some sense. I may find myself Playing with the moving expense of changing past, present and future tense I fear however That I’ll waste my time on the fone with the secretary of Offense When all I really want to do Is be singular as the mystic tense.
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 10:56 AM UTC
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All alone, tilted head. God’s vines fall around what’s said Entrapped in rapture, Jungian shadows wrap my stature as dreamcatchers hold concepts captured. Safety in this sacred space. Aromatic, mystic scents Pressure though as psychonauts try to find some sense. I may find myself Playing with the moving expense of changing past, present and future tense I fear however That I’ll waste my time on the fone with the secretary of Offense When all I really want to do Is be singular as the mystic tense.
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 10:56 AM UTC
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